Chapter 166 Complicated
The increasingly rapid sound of physical impact echoed in my ears, my hands clenched tightly. "Katniss, refuse, refuse," my heart kept shouting, watching Nathan's appearance, he was about to ejaculate soon. Katniss buried her head, shaking her delicate body to match Nathan's thrusts, seemingly forgetting everything else, with only the sensations of her body and desires occupying all her brain space.
After about a minute, Nathan's thrusts gradually slowed down. Finally, he almost completely pulled out his penis, leaving only the glans, then pushed it all the way in. I clearly heard the last air being squeezed out and the sound of fluids as Nathan's crotch pressed tightly against Katniss's buttocks, squeezing her originally round buttocks flat. Nathan's hands tightly gripped Katniss's slender waist, his hips exerted all his strength, pushing his penis without any gap into the deepest part of Katniss's vagina.
Nathan's mouth, covered in stubble, opened wide, emitting a hoarse, muffled groan. With his eyes half-closed and head tilted upwards, through Katniss's buttocks, I clearly saw Nathan's scrotum under his penis and Katniss's vaginal opening begin to contract rapidly. From this scene, I could imagine the semen Nathan had been accumulating for who knows how long, now being injected into Katniss's completely exposed uterus through the convenient passage of his penis, desperately starting the fertilization process.
Feeling the intensity of Nathan's ejaculation and the warmth of the semen, Katniss also lifted her head, which had been buried for a long time. At this moment, she was sweating profusely, with her bangs sticking to her forehead. She closed her eyes, matching Nathan's posture and expression, her red lips slightly parted, but she made no sound, perhaps too exhausted to moan anymore after such a long time.
"Wife, in the end, you still couldn't stop him." I stood behind the curtain, watching Nathan and Katniss making love, tears uncontrollably streaming down my face. My hands clenched tightly, feeling my nails deeply embedded in the flesh of my palms, but the pain in my hands couldn't compare to the pain in my heart. Why, I didn't understand.
As the lovemaking continued, Nathan's scrotum contracted for about twenty seconds, finally slowing down until it stopped, indicating that ejaculation had ended. The climax of both individuals also gradually subsided, and Nathan and Katniss finally began to slowly regain their senses. Everything started by the window and ended by the window, with both of them never leaving the vicinity of the window and me. It seemed like fate was punishing me, allowing me to hear and see everything so clearly at such close range.
"No." The now awake Katniss suddenly opened her eyes wide, as if remembering something. She suddenly turned her upper body, exclaimed, and pushed Nathan hard. Nathan, still recovering from the pleasure of ejaculation, was caught off guard by Katniss's push, stumbling backward. The already softened penis was pulled out of Katniss's vagina with a crisp sound, eliciting one last moan from Katniss.
At this moment, still savoring the aftermath of ejaculation, Nathan sat on the bed not far from the two of them, his hands reaching behind to support the bed, his crotch already covered with vaginal fluids and semen, his long and thick penis lying flaccidly there. Nathan didn't care about all this, still savoring the wonderful pleasure that Katniss's alluring body had just brought him.
After Nathan's penis was pulled out, Katniss's vagina seemed like a major artery suddenly cut off, and the semen ejaculated by Nathan sprayed out like blood, then slowly began to flow out. Feeling the semen flowing out of her body, combined with being penetrated by Nathan for so long, Katniss's body went limp. After pushing Nathan away, she involuntarily supported herself on the windowsill with both hands, sticking out her buttocks and letting the semen flow out.
After about half a minute, a pool of semen mixed with fluid had formed on the ground beneath Katniss's vagina. Katniss's body trembled, slowly calming down, along with their breathing.
When Katniss felt that most of the semen had flowed out, she tried to get up, but as soon as her hands left the windowsill, her body, weakened by the experience, lost support, causing her to stumble and almost fall. Hearing Katniss's exclamation, Nathan, who had been sitting on the bed admiring Katniss's sexy buttocks and the scene of semen flowing out, instantly snapped out of it. He rushed up and embraced the still naked Katniss from behind, helping her to a nearby chair. Since Katniss's vagina still had not completely expelled the semen, it was not suitable for her to sit on the bed at that moment.
"Get away, let go of me, don't touch me." Katniss, now fully awake, sat on the chair and weakly pushed Nathan away, cursing at him. This was the first time Katniss had ever spoken such insulting words to Nathan, and it was directed at him. Before, Katniss had always shown great respect to Nathan. Even during the first time Nathan raped her, Katniss did not utter such words, showing just how much resentment she held towards Nathan for his actions that night.
Nathan perhaps did not expect Katniss's reaction to be so intense. After a moment of hesitation, he tightly embraced Katniss, allowing her to pound on him in his arms. Nathan might not understand that if he had only raped Katniss that night, her reaction wouldn't have been so strong. The main reason was that Katniss had already removed her contraceptive ring, and after this encounter, with Nathan's huge amount of ejaculation, Katniss was highly likely to get pregnant. Just as the false pregnancy incident had passed not long ago, and Katniss and my relationship had just begun to recover, experiencing such a thing again would naturally upset Katniss.
Slowly, Katniss's pounding became weaker, and finally, she wrapped her arms around Nathan's back, leaning against him and starting to cry. "I hate you, I hate you." Nathan, standing naked on the ground, let Katniss cry in his arms. Perhaps Nathan realized his mistake, or perhaps he was affected by Katniss's sadness, and slowly tears began to well up in Nathan's eyes, without making a sound. In his tearful eyes, there was a deep sense of reluctance. Perhaps he knew that this night was the last time he would make love to Katniss. When Jennifer returned, he would form a new family with her, and everything between him and Katniss would become permanent memories and secrets, to be taken to the grave with him.
At this moment, feelings of reluctance, sadness, and parting began to spread between the crying pair, both savoring their final moments together. Although Katniss was crying out of fear of pregnancy, her actions of embracing Nathan at this moment indicated that she, like Nathan, was venting her complex emotions of reluctance towards him.
As time passed by, the sound of crying between the two gradually ceased, and Katniss lifted her head from Nathan's embrace, gently pushing him away. Compared to her previous shoving, this time it was much gentler. Nathan knew it was time, so he let go of Katniss and wiped the tears from his face with the back of his hand. Seeing Nathan cry, Katniss's initial anger dissipated, replaced by a hint of heartache and slight guilt. Perhaps she felt she had hurt Nathan, as Katniss was ultimately a kind-hearted girl who couldn't stand to see anyone in distress.
"I'm leaving." Katniss weakly stood up from the chair, glanced at the time, and then coldly said three words to Nathan before putting on her clothes. Bra, camisole, skirt, jacket. Meanwhile, Nathan sat on the bed, staring blankly as Katniss put each piece of clothing back on - bra, camisole, skirt, jacket. However, when Katniss picked up her panties with the crotch soaked in semen, looked down at her vagina, she couldn't help but smile wryly, then put the panties in her pocket.
Fortunately, Katniss's skirt was not too short, reaching her knees, so as long as she was mindful of her posture, no one could see that she was going commando under her skirt. Katniss slowly walked outside in high heels, her hair disheveled, her face haggard, but her outfit still intact. Watching from behind the curtain, I observed this well-dressed urban professional, and no one would have guessed that this beautiful white-collar woman had just engaged in passionate intercourse with her father, culminating in successful fertilization.
Katniss slowly walked outside, leaving Nathan standing naked, his eyes filled with reluctance. All the emotions could only be expressed with a deep sigh. After Katniss had walked away for about half a minute, Nathan seemed to realize something and hurriedly got up from the bed, hastily putting on a pair of underwear and slippers before running out.
As Nathan ran out, I couldn't help but wonder what was happening. At that moment, I heard the sound of the wind and the rushing river outside. It was almost 7 o'clock in the evening, the sky was dark, and the night wind was strong, making boating at night very dangerous. Setting aside whether Katniss could find a boat at this time, even if she did, boating at night was extremely risky. Perhaps that was why Nathan rushed out to find Katniss in just his underwear.
Listening to Nathan's footsteps gradually fading away, I was left alone in the room. I shook my head, which was already filled with jumbled thoughts, and slowly moved my numb legs out from behind the curtain. My legs had lost sensation, and I no longer needed to hide. I looked around the room, unobstructed by the curtain, taking in everything clearly. The pool of thick, white, hormone-laden semen on the floor, a vivid reminder of what had just transpired between Nathan and Katniss, felt so real.
After surveying the room and taking in all the traces of Nathan and Katniss's lovemaking, like Nathan, all the complex emotions in my heart could only be expressed with a sigh. My legs slowly regained sensation, and it was then that I remembered I should take this opportunity, while the two of them were away, to leave. I cautiously began to walk towards the exit, moving stealthily as if I were a thief, peeking outside for a long time before finally stepping out lightly.
Outside, the river breeze, filled with the scent of water, felt refreshing and cleared some of the gloom from my heart. I carefully followed the path lined with weeds and trees, wary of encountering Nathan who might return unexpectedly.
Nathan and Katniss might have reached the riverbank by now, but I continued to walk cautiously, savoring the scent of the grass and wildflowers around me.
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